"You can call collecting butterflies a science, if you like. In a similar way, astrology was regarded as a science in the middle ages."
In my room, he closes the door and faces me, I see his cock lengthening again, and the penis shaped vines coming from his back. Mom, Daddyhelp!' I scream as my body goes and takes him into my mouth and the vines enter my pussy and ass.
Ow, ow ow ow oww. Damn. ' I flip over and sit up, rubbing my back, trying to get the pain to soften. When I try to stand I can't, I look down, my foot is caught in a vine, its twisted around my ankle and halfway up my calf. What the?' I reach down and try to undo myself and I can't find the end, I search along it until my hand hits something warm and rough.
The thing I touched moves forward and I see a little green snout appear then the rest of his body, the vines that caught me were coming out of his back, and they tighten around me as he reveals himself to me. Snivy looks down at me with that superior look that his species seems to have and I stare back up at his green eyes.
Its very rare to have wild starters on Route 1, damn near impossible really, how could he Then it clicks, he's my starter, the one that went crazy and fled after trying to hurt the assistant. "L-let me gooo!" Another vine shoots out and wraps around my mouth silencing me...the end of the story look at the video above ↑ ↑ ↑